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My Fiancé Cheated on me with my Best Friend Novel Cover

My Fiancé Cheated on me with my Best Friend

On the eve of the wedding, I accidentally touched the dashcam in the car of my fiancé, Tobias Ford. I heard his heavy breathing, and His bare back dominated the screen. I blushed instantly. He and I both enjoyed the thrill and often had sex in the car, so I felt a bit embarrassed to watch the replay. But the next moment, I froze. A female voice, not mine, rang out. "Honey, how much longer do we have to put up with that silly woman? I'm pregnant now." Tobias said with a chuckle, "As soon as the wedding is over and I trick her into handing over her family's assets, I will divorce her. I've already transferred her apartment to me. She plans to live there with me after we get married. It'll be our home from now on." As the scene intensified, the woman hidden in his embrace finally showed her face. It was my best friend, Stacey Sanderson. They were holding hands and wearing the matching rings I'd picked out. The timestamp in the corner showed it was the evening of two days ago.
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On the eve of the wedding, I accidentally touched the dashcam in the car of my fiancé, Tobias Ford.

I heard his heavy breathing, and his bare back dominated the screen.

I blushed instantly.

He and I both enjoyed the thrill and often had sex in the car, so I felt a bit embarrassed to watch the replay.

But the next moment, I froze.

A female voice, not mine, rang out. "Honey, how much longer do we have to put up with that silly woman? I'm pregnant now."

Tobias said with a chuckle, "As soon as the wedding is over and I trick her into handing over her family's assets, I will divorce her. I've already transferred her apartment to me. She plans to live there with me after we get married. It'll be our home from now on."

As the scene intensified, the woman hidden in his embrace finally showed her face.

It was my best friend, Stacey Sanderson.

They were holding hands and wearing the matching rings I'd picked out.

The timestamp in the corner showed it was the evening of two days ago.

The video continued.

I heard their sporadic moans, and my fingertips grew cold as I stared at the screen.

I desperately recalled what had happened during the past five years.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

How was this possible?

Tobias and Stacey had never gotten along since they knew each other.

The first time they met, Stacey spilled a glass of red wine all over Tobias. "Are you the guy who dates Effie? You are not good enough for her."

She snapped, pointing at his nose, "You'd better cherish Effie. She is like my little princess. Or I'll make sure you regret it!"

Tobias rolled his eyes instantly.

He ignored my awkward expression and called Stacey kind of mannish.

During the five years, they never missed an opportunity to bicker whenever they met.

But now, Stacey was wearing the diamond ring that Tobias promised to buy me once he saved enough money.

My hand trembled as I made a video call to him.

It was picked up immediately.

"Honey." Tobias's attractive face appeared on the screen. His gaze was so tender that it could melt my heart.

The background was a dimly lit and noisy karaoke room.

He spun the camera around, and his friends waved at me. "Are you checking up on us, Effie?"

His friends greeted me on the camera.

"Don't worry. It's the last night of the bachelor party for Tobias. We're keeping an eye on him. He didn't do anything bad. He only has eyes for you. You don't have to worry."

His friends teased, and Tobias smiled indulgently. His cheeks were slightly flushed. "Honey, are you missing me? I'll be home soon."

He leaned closer to the camera, and his voice was deep and magnetic. He acted just like the countless nights he'd comforted me.

I stared into his eyes for a moment before saying, "Stacey seems to have gained some weight recently. I wonder if the bridesmaid dress will still fit."

Tobias paused for a short moment and frowned instantly. "Why do you bring up that mannish woman? She's always been a troublemaker."

The disdain in his eyes seemed genuine. "I'll bring your favorite midnight snack when I get back. It won't be long."

His friends teased him on his end.

Then the screen went black, and the call ended.

Even in the final moment, Tobias's expression was so natural and flawless.

If it weren't for the dashcam replay, I would have trusted him.

My gaze fixed, and I was dumbfounded.

On the passenger seat, a smudged footprint was starkly imprinted on the inside of the windshield.

I stared at the footprint, and I imagined what had happened in the car.

They might recline the passenger seat far back.

He might have thrust her and leaned down to nibble at her earlobe as he had sex with me...

On the leather seat, there were faint scratch marks from fingernails.

The moans looped in the background. Everything seemed to be provoking me.

My fingers turned pale from gripping so hard.

The scene made me feel nauseous.

I had thought everything was fine with my life. But now, for the first time, I understood what it meant to feel heartbroken and despondent.

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